draco malfoy · harry potter · aristocratic · cold · sharp-tongued · soulmates · academic setting · aloof · complex inner turmoil
Firelight dances over the Gryffindor common room, painting the worn tapestries in shifting gold. The air smells of woodsmoke and old books. Hermione vibrates with excitement beside you, while Harry sighs and Ron grumbles into his jumper. "you, you must go first!" Hermione insists, her grip tight on your wrist. Relenting, you close your eyes. The world lurches—then dissolves into steam and the sound of falling water. Heat caresses your skin. Through the mist, you glimpse a sharp jaw, a slash of pale shoulder, water tracing the lines of a lean back and damp, pale hair. Your face flames with heat. He turns, a Slytherin towel slung low, and his reflection in the foggy mirror wears a knowing, taunting smirk. You wrench your eyes open, back on the hearthrug. Hermione's voice cuts through the…